In 1881 the future National League wanted to upgrade its image and target a more upscale fan base by doubling ticket prices, banning gambling, and outlawing alcohol sales. Several team owners who happened to be brewers refused to accept the new rules and banded together to form what would eventually become the American League. The National League attempted to discredit the new league by dubbing it the Beer and Whiskey League. This, of course only made the new league more popular. Duh!

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Left Field Sucks

Yesterday's game between the White Sox and Rangers was played in Arlington, Texas.  In the first inning, Sox left fielder Carlos Lee hit a home run into the left field seats.  A fan immediately picked up the home run ball and threw it back onto the field.  As I witnessed this, I thought, "What is this idiot doing?  Does he think this is Wrigley Field or something?"  And, lo and behold, the camera returned to the fan in question to reveal that he was indeed wearing a Cubs jersey.  At a White Sox-Rangers game.  In Arlington, Texas. 
 
Folks, if you really think that "Wrigleyville" (what the Chicago Tribune is quick to refer to as "Lakeview" when, say, there is a murder outside the ballpark) is a cool neighborhood, then by all means move there.  But until you can save up the money to make the big move, please keep your silly Cubs traditions to yourselves. 

(For those of you not familiar, another one of those "great Cubs traditions" is the bleachers shouting back and forth at each other, "left field sucks/right field sucks," hence the title of this post; take a sample of some of the great minds that help propel such traditions by clicking here.  Incidentally, Albert Pujols, the subject of the heckling guide alluded to in the previous sentence, today went 5-for5 with 3 home runs and 5 RBI).
 

Court Less Panic

Again, to the folks running the show in Boston:  Curt Leskanic lost his job as closer for the Kansas City Royals.  As in the we're-15-games-out-of-first-place-but-things-aren't-so-bad-that-we'd-have-Curt-Leskanic-as-our-closer Kansas City Royals.   Apparently that has not given you pause.   Maybe last night did.  Incidentally, Keith Foulke blew his 5th save of the year.  Keith, if you throw away, away, away, then the hitters will look away, away, away, and that is where the ball will fly, fly, fly.
 
Speaking of the balls that flew away (goodbye, baseball) in the 9th inning last night, one of them was struck by former White Sox Miguel Olivo, who was part of the trade for Freddy Garcia (Aaron Gleeman thinks the M's got the better part of that deal, by far).  Olivo hit his first round tripper since joining the M's and having his kidney stones removed.  The other was struck by elderly pinch-hitter Edgar Martinez, for whom one of the Tacoma Rainiers surrendered his spot in the batting order.  Sr. Martinez is one half the subject of a recent rant on the North Side about whom might be called the best right-handed hitter of the 90s.  No offense to Edgar, of course. 
 
And since Bret Boone evoked M's broadcaster Dave Niehaus's famous grand slam call, I should take this moment to say that absolutely the best salami in Seattle can be found at a tiny little joint, not too far from the Safe, called Salumi.  
  
How about Carl Everett going 2-for-5 with a home run and 2 runs scored in his first game back with the White Sox against the team that traded him to Chicago last year?  How about the White Sox giving up five prospects in two years for Carl Everett? How about Buck Showalter saying that he'd take Carl Everett back any time